it never ends, it just begins again
at the point of no return, the third degree, the bridge that burned
this time I mean it, this is the end
come on get ready, come on fight with fire
come on now ready, fire, aim
what were you saying? a broken records keeps on playing
these well worn grooves wear me out
deepest cuts against the grain, payback doesn't sound the same
blame the victim, fainting at the sound
come on get ready, come on fight with fire
come on now ready, fire, aim
